Tristan had considerably less self-control, still the same way it was back in college, and he was more than happy to nuzzle his face against Thor’s hair, still hugging him tight. A minute or so later he finally released the man and leaned back against his door. “I’m doin’ pretty good. Those boxes there are the last couple but if you really wanna help then go for it. They’ve just got makeup an’ shit in ‘em.” Which of course meant they were heavy. Hands fumbled in his pockets for a moment before he found his key and unlocked the door, pushing it open. “This place is obviously not quite done just yet but if yours is free then I’ll come by for a drink an’ we can catch up, yeah?”
Thor couldn’t help the little swell in his heart at the affection from Tristan. ‘God, I missed this.’ he thought to himself as he took a slow breath of Tris’ cologne and smiling before he picked up the box with ease. He rolled his eyes as he followed Tristan inside. “So I’m not allowed t see you not in perfect condition anymore?” he teased, giving a smirk. He remembered many nights where Tristan was very far from perfectly put together, and he hoped the comment wasn’t lost on his old friend and fuck buddy.
Juniper scrunches her nose as she hears Tony approaching. So much for going undetected. She retracts her hand dejectedly, turning to face him. She often found herself up at ungodly hours of the night, so wandering around the tower has become a normal part of her routine.
“Couldn’t sleep. I guess I just lost my way.” She shrugs, approaching the messy desk tony was seated at.
She notes the sea of papers scattered about, most of them with different designs and numbers Juniper could never understand. It was still interesting though, to see what kind of things Tony works on when everyone else is asleep. The famous Mr. Stark and his band of robots. Her fingers reach out to grab one of the papers, curious about the information on it. “Whatcha working on?”
“Being down here isn’t a crime. I just get a little protective of my work before it’s complete.” Tony explained, sipping his coffee. He watched her come over, leaning back as she looked at the papers. “Right at this moment? New tech for the coms.” He swiped his hand over the sleeping screen and the hologram of his current work in progress appeared. Working on making some changes to make them better.”
Alec had a feeling that there was no talking him out of his sadness. At least not right now. He didn’t expect him to open up about his family either and Alec’s face softened. “I am so sorry that you’ve had to go through that. If you need a friend and I know that we don’t really know each other, know that I’m here for you okay?” He hoped that wasn’t weird, but Alec did want to make sure that he was okay. It was just who he was to take care of people and to see that Jace was going through so much made him want to keep him safe from the rest of the world.
When Alec did return from finishing out some drinks and orders, he spotted where Jace had landed on the menu and said, “The chili cheese fries and nachos, huh? They’re some of our best selling items. I can get you one of each if you can’t decide.” He knew that he was probably being a bit much, but he was trying to help in whatever way he could. Once Jace gave him his order, Alec filled out a slip and said, “I’ll be right back.” And with that, he sent the order to the kitchen before returning with everything. Everyone else was entertained with their drinks and friends and food and he’d only had to stop once on the way there for make a refill. “Here you are. One of our most popular items too, I hope that you enjoy them.” And maybe the food would cheer him up, at least a little bit anyway. Eating ones feelings wasn’t good like drinking either, but Alec could admit that he’d done that himself before he he wasn’t going to complain to anyone.
Jace looked up at the words, watching the dark haired man. He’d noticed Alec a few times – always a sucker for blue or green eyes – but he hadn’t offered much in terms of communication or flirting because of his relationship. But even as he admired the other’s beauty, he noted the actual tone to Alec’s words. “Y’know, lotta people say that, but most of ‘em don’ really mean it.” He slurred. “A friend would be good. Haven’t really had a lot of them.” He admitted.
One of each? This guy had to be too good to be true. “Sure, one of each is fine.” He replied, sipping what little was left of his drink. He waited patiently until Alec returned, watching him work, even if it seemed Alec was paying particular attention to him. Jace was happy to have someone looking out for him, even if he didn’t say it. He smiled as he took a bite of the fries, humming softly as he ate, enjoying the flavors as he people watched. When Alec returned he nodded. “Thanks, by the way.” he mused. “You’re more than a pretty face around here. It’s good to know.”
“You better not be at all.” Seth grumbled, crossing his arms. Though his resolve quickly fell through as he wrapped his arms around Elliot, nuzzling into him. “Missed you too.” He murmured, a soft smile on his lips.
Elliot smiled and pressed a kiss to Seth’s temple. “Just a couple of beers, my love. I know how much you detest drunks.” he swore, setting the second of his beers down to brush his fingers through Seth’s hair. “Besides, until I know with a million percent certainty that we’re safe, I would never risk your safety like that.”
What do you get when you take 8-feet of chrome, one pinch of courage, a
cup of good luck, a dab of racism, a splash of diabetes, and a
wheelbarrow of stage 4 cancer? Answer: A family.
You wouldn’t go up to random strangers in public and tell them to kill themselves because you’ll wind up in jail. Don’t do it online. There are ways of finding out who you are, and you can and will get arrested for that shit. Because it’s still ILLEGAL ONLINE.
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